Well the day had started out great, sunny day, nice breeze. Why did it have to end so......Badly? I mean if One Direction kidnapped any other teenage girls on the planet, I'm pretty sure they would be fangirling like crazy...
I had enough, my younger brothers screaming in my ear, parents yelling at them to stop which just adds to the noise, and a constant craving for Starbucks.
So I did what any other teenage girl that was craving Starbucks would do, I went for a walk down the street to Starbucks.
It was a nice day so I thought a walk wouldn't hurt, It's not like I was out of shape or anything either, softball keeps you on your toes. The Starbucks was always busy with many people roaming the streets to and from places.
I turned the corner and all of a sudden a wet cloth covers my face and I fall asleep to the sound of a young but deep voice saying, "She will be perfect, just like he wanted..."
Now if that doesn't sound the least bit scary to you, you might just be a little mental...
~End of Flashback~
So now I'm laying in a quite comfortable bed with handcuffs confining me to the bed post. I try to remember what all happened. I start mumbling everything I remember, "Maddie Brown, 17, just graduated, Fort Worth, Texas, going to Starbucks, got kidnapped..."
Well this is great. FANTASTIC. I try to look around with the very little light that I have that is streaming in from underneath the door but have very little success. "Great Maddie, just great, you can't see and now you are talking to yourself." If I don't get out of this room, I'm going to become delusional.
Just as I finished my mini rant, I hear footsteps outside of my door, well the door to the room, it's not really MY door, ahhhh, never mind.
"Don't worry Niall, She'll be perfect, I bet she's the one, and if she isn't, then she can be mine." I could almost hear the smirk going across the strangers face. Except I don't know if it really is a stranger, I mean, I think I could recognize that voice anywhere, if Delaine hadn't made me watch the One Direction movie about a million times I might not of. But she did. That would have to be, none other than, the Harry Styles.
Why in the name of chocolate would One Direction kidnap me? Yes I say chocolate, it's better than any of the other colorful words crossing my mind.
"Well, are you sure you want to know?" a gruff but soft voice questioned. I hadn't really noticed that I was thinking aloud or noticed that the door had opened to show their faces and shine some light on the room. I looked up to see none other than, Niall Horan and Harry Styles.
I'm guessing it was Harry speaking because Niall was looking at me with only concern while Harry was smirking. I blushed and looked back down towards my feet.
"Does it really matter what I want? I'm guessing you are going to tell me anyway so just go ahead and lay it on me." They both chuckled and I looked up. As I did, an unfamiliar face came up and walked into the room. After staring at his face for a few seconds, realization hit me full speed ahead, it was Jason, The Prince of England.
Now things made a little more sense. Hence the word "little". He was the one that "I would be perfect for".
Hey guys! This is Me and Abby's first fan-fic so please, no hate ;)
Lots of love,